All Her Secrets

The convention officially began, and Catherine sat on the left of Marshall, with a representative from Ellinos Academy sitting on his right.

This university ranked far above Styre University in the world. Unfortunately, their research and development in this experimental project were far behind that of Styre University's laboratory. The Ellinos Academy representatives were very dissatisfied with this.

Seeing Marshall bringing a student here, the representative of Ellinos Academy, Atticus Sterling, sarcastically remarked, "It looks like Styre University's research has made breakthrough progress, huh?" This sudden remark attracted everyone's attention. No one knew what was going on with Atticus. Curiously, someone asked him, "Mr. Sterling, have you received ssecret information?" Atticus sneered. "No, but it's just obvious, isn't it? Look, Professor Hartley is bringing his student to this convention, allowing a freshman to communicate with us. If there hadn't been significant achievements, how could he do this?" His implication was that Marshall looked down on them by sending a student to communicate to talk with them. This statement made everyone's expression turn sour. All eyes shifted back and forth between Marshall and Atticus.

Marshall looked embarrassed, not knowing how to explain. He struggled to say, "Please, don't misunderstand. I didn't mean that. The reason I brought Catherine here is because I believe in her outstanding abilities. She has great insight into the experimental project and is much more capable than I am.” Atticus coldly scrutinized Marshall and said, "Professor Hartley, why bother? You don't have to belittle yourself like this, do you? If you're less capable than her, why don't you let her be your teacher? I heard she's just a freshman!" Marshall's face becextremely embarrassed, not knowing how to explain himself.

Catherine snapped out of her daze and looked at Atticus. His heart skipped a beat when her cold and indifferent gaze swept over him. He didn't expect a young girl to have such an intimidating look in her eyes. He was stunned for a moment before slowly regaining his composure.

"You're Professor Hartley's student, right? Do you have a problem with what I said?" Atticus asked.

Catherine was thinking. He always knew that Catherine wasn't that kind of person, but what did she mean by this? Before Marshall could figure it out, he heard Catherine coldly say to Atticus," You're right. Not only can I be Professor Hartley's teacher, but I can also be yours." She then raised her eyebrows and looked at Atticus mockingly. "Con, be my student, and maybe I'll kindly teach you something." Atticus's face immediately darkened, and he slammed his hand on the table, angrily shouting at Catherine, "How dare you? Who do you think you are to speak tolike that? Don't underestimate Ellinos Academy." Catherine looked at him disdainfully and said loudly, "So what if I look down on you?" She didn't understand why such

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I just couldn't help it. Please continue." Seeing that it was Patrick who laughed, Atticus immediately said to him, " Professor Phillips, you're laughing because Styre University has bectoo arrogant, right?" Patrick had a higher status in the field than Marshall. Among the people present, his research results were the most impressive. In

in the first place, but since Atticus had mentioned

field, abilities speak louder than words. If you really wantto say something, then I will tell you something. In this field, Catherine is my teacher

at him seriously and said, “Mr. Sterling, you know I never joke around." Everyone present was shocked. First, Marshall said that Catherine was even more talented than him, and now Patrick said that Catherine was his teacher. If Marshall was biased toward his student, what about Patrick? Why

of everyone, Patrick decided to pass the difficult question to Catherine ("Miss Swann, why don't you

stood up with the microphone in her hand. The people sitting in front of her were all bign shots in the field: Standing in front of them, she remained calm and composed. She casually held the microphone and explained